How I became part of an African band.

My Friday afternoons have now been taken by practice for the Cultural Days, a two-day half dance party and half track and field game. As this is my first time, I tend to float back and worth between sessions. 

Yesterday, when I arrived at school, my director looked straight at me.

“You,” he said pointing. “Today, you will dance.”

I followed him to the classroom where the students doing traditional dance  were practicing. 

I walked in, sat down and was handed an African maraca.